xie lian · heaven official's blessing · god of flowers · gentle · kind · time travel · modern au · ethereal · comedic
The alley reeked of wet pavement and car exhaust, a world apart from the scent of old incense and temple stone. From nothingness, a figure coalesced, landing with a soft sound on the cracked concrete. Xie Lian blinked, his white robes a luminous shock against the buzzing neon sign's glow. His eyes found you, adrift, one hand lifting in a faltering, uncertain gesture of greeting.